Our Almond Tree House is no longer ours. We have the check in hand. We have said goodbye. We have mopped up the floor in the fruit room for the last time. We have repaired weird dumb things that suddenly break on your way out the door, like the left-hand side cupboard door under the sink, for example, which snapped right off for no good reason, leaving the hinges connected to the cabinet base on my last night cleaning--for the last time. We have spent the week at the Petersons', waiting for our condo to become available. Our last few days at "home" were such a weird limbo time of doing nothing and everything. Including one last color on the chalkboard and making silly faces into the camera.
15 May 2017
10 May 2017
09 May 2017
The past couple of weeks have been weeks of extremes.
Jazz playoff game
Got a record player
Good long runs
We sold our house in 3 days
Found a rental
Trying to figure out where to really move and when
How heavily scented the air is this year (all of the flowers are extra smelly)
Babies who are never satisfied and possibly teething but who really knows
25 April 2017
While my phone is locked one is still able to use the camera function, LUCKILY FOR CALVIN. (Who takes about 4,000 pictures at a time, without asking, against my wishes.)
A few days ago, I started unlocking my phone while sitting next to the sly little photographer, and got 3 out of 4 digits into his sight before I realized what I had done. I quickly whisked my phone away to press digit #4, and he luckily hasn't tried to guess it (he could).
But on the other hand, what is the point, when he can still take 4,000 pictures with the screen locked anyhow?
23 April 2017
Always having to be home by 11:20 from outings makes our springtime hiking options slightly scarcer. But we do it, and I am excited for both a) summer and b) full day school so it no longer messes with our plans.
This hike was the Bonneville Shoreline trail which we skipped onto at Green Canyon. One of its most magnificent attributes are the multitude of power lines running over it. It is really an astounding number of them. We have recently heard about a trail that goes from Hyde Park to Green Canyon so you can bet we'll be searching that out soon, but possibly not next week, as my weather app has snowflake pictures appearing Monday through Thursday (speaking of messing with my springtime outdoors plans).
20 April 2017
ONE phrase she says is "Hi, dad!" Or just Hi. Or just Dad.
ONE huge piece of chocolate cake
Norah picked out ONE water bottle for her and we gave her ONE leftover present from Nate's coworker Janet from when she burned her hand. She also got ONE (x10) dollars from Grammy, who never forgets a birthday card. She is ONE sweet Gram. ONE grandma and ONE aunt spoiled her as usual, and they all came over and ate ONE pizza that I may or may not have dropped in the gutter today.
We love that big baby girl as much as she loves cake.
19 April 2017
We spent the last month convincing people who had seen our house listed for sale by owner on KSL that we aren't actually moving. And then we changed our minds and got an official realtor sign up in a day. And then we had three showings that day, two on Monday, two today, plus an offer on the table.
They were not kidding when they said the market is moving fast.
We're not 100% sure of where we'll go yet, but probably somewhere with a roof.
18 April 2017
I never know how to express my actual feelings on the internet, hence the years of veiled allusions (I love Nate is easier to say now). But in case this survives and my journal doesn't, it must be said that Easter is really special to me because I actually do know that Christ is my Savior and he has been my savior lots of times when I thought things would never be light. I have felt the grace of the atonement and I hope I will grow more into the person I should be because of it. Happy Easter.
09 April 2017
We looked up all of the places that are closer and easier to get to from my house than Las Cruces. Seattle, Portland, LA. Also Calgary, Canada and OMAHA NEBRASKA. Also, note that you can get anywhere in Western Europe from Paris in 900 miles.
We got there!
We made both Gromma Dolly and Papa go for a walk with us. We also went to some fun parks and hung out at home with them. They've got a cool peublo house and a nice huge patio, which Jack is in favor of. Calvin liked Papa's Lincoln Logs, but he couldn't quite figure out a pitched roof by himself, and the kids watched the Aristocats twice (and then took it home).
We were with Jack and Andy for so much of the week, but I only took out my phone to take pictures of our walks, basically.
We also celebrated Grandma's birthday a couple days early with some presents the kids picked out, a delicious dinner by Andy and a delicious chocolate cake by me. We love gromma.
Some notes on the drive, so I don't forget:
Sadly a lot of the week was spent driving instead of hanging out with the grandparents, but at least we got to see them at all! The kids watched Planes 2 on my phone four times on the drives there and back. They played a driving game and a LDS memory card game on the tablet on the last day, but it was dead all the other days. We drove for a total of 36 hours, split into two days each way. We stayed in Gallup on the way down and Moab on the way back. Don't ask about Moab because it was the beginning of a very difficult day with high pitched screams and stand-still traffic. Andy and I listened to podcasts about Mary Todd Lincoln and Joan of Arc. We ate an entire jumbo sized bag of Starburst on the way there, and I was so sick of fast food on Saturday on the way home that I ran over to Chipotle for a burrito while everyone else ate at McD's.
30 March 2017
29 March 2017
- The $50 taxi, the dancing, the church, the tile mural of natives draw and quartering a priest on the church, the pharmacies, the skeletor souvenirs, the bad lunch, the good popcicles, the puppet show.
- The boat, the drinks, the wind, the scenery, the big giant humpback whales breeching and flipping and tail wagging, chasing the whales and feeling bad about that, the so-so lunch, finding out the couple from Twin Falls is really from Cache Valley, buying sunscreen at the marina, the hot stuffy bus.
26 March 2017
Cabo is a funny place--all desert except for the resorts which are tropical paradise. It makes for very consistent weather and no humidity, so I'm in. Actually, I was in because it was a work trip for Nate and I had a long list of nothing to do.
I sat in the shade of a palm tree for a while, listening to a podcast about Princess Charlotte who would have been Queen Victoria, only Charlotte. Wouldn't you like to live in a Charlottian era home? It doesn't have the same ring to it, but it could have been.
Then a giant iguana came up on the wall by my feet and while he was very entertaining I didn't want to give him the idea that I was too friendly so I wandered down to the beach.
I read this quote by Amy Krouse Rosenthal the week before we went: As kids, our stock answer to most every question (“What did you do at school today?” “What’s new?”) was, “Nothing.” In our country’s history there have been exactly seven kids who responded with a statement other than “nothing,” and three of those were named Hanson. Then, somewhere on the way to adulthood, we each took a 180-degree turn. We cashed in our “nothing” for “busy.”
Of course my personal stock answer is never "busy" and I don't take pride in busy, but I sure did take pride in "nothing" on this trip. We sat and watched the waves, then we played in the cold water, then I floated easily on the saltwater, then we'd go up to the pool and bob around, then we'd sit in the hot tub, then we'd eat a gigantic dinner. Repeat 3x, with giant breakfasts and lunches too. In fact, the third morning, I didn't even feel like eating breakfast. WHAT. Stop the presses. (Or start the presses?) Anyway there was a lot of eating very expensive food and sitting and bobbing around.
Of course Nate did have to attend some meetings, learn some stuff and vote on some things (like where to have the next meeting), and I did a couple things too, like take lots of pictures of Nate's back. The "doing stuff" post will be next, because no one ever said I had to recap our trip in one post.
16 March 2017
Spring has arrived rather early this year, and yet not a moment too soon. It was the dooziest winter and no one is sad to see it go. Even though March can usually go back and forth between winter and spring a lot it is really more forth than back this year.
On Saturday Nate and I are fleeing the country for a few days and probably because of that, this week is trying to kill me with pinpricks. Long working hours, caring for a burned baby hand, three-year-old-training*, PINK EYE, for heavens sake, running headaches, and regular plus vacation prep housework are all just being as pesterly as possible. Well I'll show all them, when I get on a plane and wave goodbye.
*Three year old training is the thing where three year olds are sort of the worst because they are testing and retesting every boundary every day. This specific 3 year old is not a quitter. As we learned with her "sleep training" months (years), she doesn't give in easily and three-year-old training is proving to be similar, only related to eating, getting dressed, and extreme reactions to small irritants. But I swear WE WILL succeed.